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About EPRobles
Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love...
We laughed so hard
we cried
We died giving
smiles too
i love my mother and aliens inside
of me. () saw
the moon tonight
We wept moon bean tears
so silver i ate one and grew
more than human, too.
The pope has a casket of skin
from Jesus two thousand years
young: smells like McFoundle fries
tastes like chocolate cookie too
I’m so inside my head
I say best if I stay in a cave
trying to figure out shadows
I love the dancing bear and how caught
fish beg; so released when i throw them
back into the River of Life.
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Two hearts so stranded
one loves you
another buried so deep
in dreams it hurts
so you make magic happen
So hurt so blinded by
tragic kisses
it’s reeling weak-knee
One day i caught a pupil
and saw the flying eye answer,
“I’m so blind I cannot see love”
Ugh…the Earth moving-machine
eats me \\i hate how
it has
a metal mouth of steel
and the kittens meow “we wants
food and scratches.” I die I become
pupil i ate poison apple i am damsel
Caught in King Kong massive grip
Noir horror in black and blood-red love
two hearts stranded // one loves you
another buried so deep inside dream
it hurts magic doesn’t make it happen
let him fade away — oblivious lore
— he loves everyone
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I kissed YOU
and left my skin
–:THE NAKED TRUTH
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I say I’m so sorry etching my feelings
across a tree And the bark bites me It’s so
angry
I should have known I was so like you
where everything’s all a shame//a fault of my
throat so dry from life
:: bury :: marry me today in strawberry reds
before
the dream takes me away and all my apologies are
so write as written be
-ME:and the sun, Mary!
I’m not so much here
as I’m THERE and take all
the blame while you choke on the enigma of my heart!
Marry mary me, oh Mary
Mother of God Mother Of God
mother i never knew no mother
i ever had ever oh mother i love you
i weep for you i weep for your son
:: 08-20-2015 ::
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if i should ever be
all of me
what should i be
when everyone is
lost like me
i walk tenderly
upon apologies
ache in eary morning
never sleeping
what else can i write?
when the sun comes up
i have no right
to be so full of life
but i see miracles
and take all the blame
i am one with the sun
//we are all we are
\\we are all life we see
all possibilities//
:: 08-20-2015 ::
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IF you bring friends
bring dirty words
we’re so empty. Life
so burnt-bulb
Me so weak
Cathedral halls
ancient prayer
makes mud-life adoring
breath until the END
A contagious Genesis
an entertainer: Bablylonia
stripper so smart
she stopped-heart: the original
beauty…madness made angel sing//
a seed-grow into rose on sight–
until The end hello here we are now
an entertainer:: hello hey yeah
(–)don’t forget your guests
so heavey, never mind? Hello?
:: 08-20-2015 ::
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I breath ME.
forgiven
. Release (D)
years of paintfully
felt ME!
NOW has always been
here waiting for me
and also for you.
It’s a gentle impression
for string-minds.
I wish weak hearts could
be here too::not so.So sorry
I lost her. My lover
:: 08-20-2015 ::
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I swear White blinded nothing
my heart Is full of Remembrance
it is the birth of the lost soul.
Of bee be. A white clothe
mysteries of : the children
eating sun so pleasantly
I walk the long path
I was never-child
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BE so
winds
So gentle
be me : mystery love
or lover Be then me
So stronger than
: A congress of
elders who dream
knowledge — we
are the open eye
— let old hearts dream
and come with me
— too many secrets
to say!
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THE shouldest wind. My never dream I should
held
//–ME. I might then should. Did Dream.
Cold coal::coals. Time hammer now into
a brilliant thunder of what’if’s that stun time
–where all flesh become amazed age
–welcome to life.
The elder generation adores you
that we are you. Once. And now.
(A whispered mystery)
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